She grew up in an Indiana town Had a good lookin' momma who never was around But she grew up tall and she grew up right With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night Well she moved down here at the age of 18 She blew the boys away, it was more than they'd se en I was introduced and we both started groovin' She said, "I dig you baby but I got to keep movin'" ...on, keep movin' on Last dance with Mary Jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin' in and I'm Tired of this town again Well I don't know what I've been told You never slow down, you never grow old I'm tired of screwing up, I'm tired of goin' down I'm tire of myself, I'm tired of this town Oh my my, oh hell yes Honey put on that party dress Buy me a drink, sing me a song, Take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long Last dance with Mary Jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin' in and I'm Tired of this town again There's pidgeons down in Market Square She's standin' in her underwear Lookin' down from a hotel room Nightfall will be comin' soon Oh my my, oh hell yes You've got to put on that party dress It was too cold to cry when I woke up al one I hit the last number, I walked to the road Last dance with Mary Jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin' in and I'm Tired of this town again